I want to remember lying down on his chest,
Listening to his heart beat
and trying to memorize it
because it’s a memory I’d love to recall.
I want to carefully note his words, his scent, his voice,
So that I can piece it all together when I’m having the roughest day,
and feel calm.
I’d want to remember the way his lips kissed mine and the sparks it sent to my brain,
Traveling up my spine and hitting the right nerve.
I’d want to remember his touch and how it makes my body dance.